I was in a trance of oblivion
To think that Sol's blessing
Was a bane and woe,
And Night was a granted gift
Bestowed upon my very soul
Enlightenment reached out to me,
Banishing the darkness
Where I drowned in ignorance--
I ought not to surmise
Virtuous or Nefarious
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Deep Poetry
PoetryJust a collection of self-written poems to provoke your inner most philosophical thoughts. ✨Enjoy✨ Lots of love 💕
